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Too young to learn it Too young to earn it Too innocent, too pure, too kind Too fair to show it Too fair to know it Too dependent, too close, and too blind Will she fall out of favor? Will the stars not save her? Will she walk on the razor's edge Or be lost when she burns the bridge? Will she take what I gave her on her way To young America Too bright to be faded Too light to be weighted Too effortless, lucid, and fine Will she fall out of favor? Will the stars not save her? Will she walk on the razor's edge Or be lost when she burns the bridge? Will she take what I gave her on her way To young America Letras de cancionesWill she cross the line Looking for the star of ages Young America's waiting Young America's waiting Young America's waiting Will she fall out of favor? Will the stars not save her? Will she walk on the razor's edge Or be lost when she burns the bridge? Will she take what I gave her on her way Young America's waiting Young America's waiting Young America's waiting Young America's waiting From Letras Mania